"Come up!" Luo Yichen looked at Su rourourou in a daze and repeated it with patience.

Su Rourou was sure that he was indeed inviting himself, but she wondered.

"Did you... Come specially to pick me up?"

"Think too much!" Luo Yichen turned his head awkwardly, and his white face was a little red. "Hurry up! Haven\'t you got enough?"

With that, he opened the door for her.

Su Rourou quickly put down the schoolbag on her head and bent down to get in.

Just after closing the door, Luo Yichen\'s eyes fell on the wet schoolbag, and his eyebrows tightened unconsciously.

"What did you do to my schoolbag?" He gnashed his teeth.

Su Rourou looked down and found that the schoolbag was completely wet and dripping with water.

She whispered humbly, "well... Borrow it to keep out the rain."

No, this guy is unhappy. He won\'t threaten him with love letters again!

Sure enough, Luo Yichen\'s face was darker than the sky outside: "won\'t you use your own schoolbag?"

"My schoolbag is too small..." Su Rourou casually found a reason.

Luo Yichen\'s face became darker and stopped talking. He just looked out of the window quietly.

Su Rou also turned her head and looked out of the window on the other side.

The driver shook his head helplessly as he drove: so did the young master quarrel with his little girlfriend? Really, I don\'t know if girls want to coax. How can they always be so proud and charming!

The car drove smoothly in the heavy rain and finally reached the door of Luo Yichen\'s house. It was a beautiful cottage with a pointed golden roof and large white columns. When she was a child, Su rourourou felt that the villa looked like a castle in a fairy tale. There must be princes and princesses living in it. But unexpectedly, there was a little devil living in it

Su Rourou\'s house is close to their house, and the two share a wall. The most unfortunate thing is that her room and Luo Yichen\'s room are also close to each other, separated by no more than half a meter.

"Well, thank you so much today." Su Rourou unfastens her seat belt and throws her schoolbag to Luo Yichen. Just about to open the door, Luo Yichen pressed it down.

His hands were big and warm, covering her cold little hands. I don\'t know if it\'s because of the rain. Su Rourou feels a little damp in his palm.

Although when they were young, they often played hand in hand, and even had more intimate actions than hand in hand. But after all, they have grown up, are in adolescence, and are very sensitive to all the touch of the opposite sex.

Su Rourou could not help blushing. Suddenly she felt that her palm was burning, and even her face was hot.

"Do... What!" In order to cover up her panic, she lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes covered the mood at the bottom of her eyes.

"You helped me send my schoolbag home. Naturally, you have to send it home!" Luo Yichen stared at her firmly. Instead of moving his hand, he grasped it more tightly.

"It\'s all delivered to the door, but it\'s not enough. What do you want?"

"It has to be delivered to my room!" He said naturally.

"All right!" Su Rourou helplessly broke down her shoulder. Isn\'t she afraid of him? It\'s all here anyway. It\'s not bad for these steps!